Doomed by Fate, My Sect Urges My Comeback - Chapter 202

Only now did Jin Feng understand that Mo Yu had stayed in the fortress to guard against the Zhen Wu Sect. What a wonderful person she was.

The Soul-Devouring Sword floated in mid-air as Mo Yu lightly stepped onto it, observing from above. Then, she formed a hand seal and gracefully landed on the rooftop. The Soul-Devouring Sword was her weapon and her eye.

The sword transformed into a streak of light, silently piercing through the chest of another blackrobed man.

With two men dead, the Zhen Wu Sect’s experts quickly sensed something was wrong.

“There’s a strong opponent here. Let’s deal with them first.”

The remaining six men landed around Mo Yu, encircling her.

Jin Feng glanced around and signaled to the second-in-command. Together, they captured Song He.

While the others were fighting, Song He had been hiding in a corner, too afraid to show himself. Now, in the grip of the Nascent Soul Phase second-in-command, he was powerless.

After capturing him, Jin Feng slapped him hard several times and kicked him in the chest, sending him flying a few meters away.

Song He, only at the Golden Core Phase, was utterly helpless under the second-in-command’s pressure.

But he was still laughing, blood streaming from his nose and mouth as he laughed skyward.

“Our Song family is under the Zhen Wu Sect. Now that they know what you did to us, they sent these experts to help me. Your Jin Feng Fortress is doomed, hahaha…”

Jin Feng walked over, grabbing Song He by the collar and lifting him up.

Her face darkened. “Do you think we at Jin Feng Fortress have no experts? Don’t forget, I was able to silently kill your family’s experts. Dealing with these few is no big deal.”

Song He laughed harder, blood staining his clothes. “Fine, let’s see how your so-called experts fare against these inner sect disciples of the Zhen Wu Sect. Your strength… is just a joke!”

Enraged, Jin Feng lifted Song He higher. “Fine, watch closely.”

Looking up, she saw Mo Yu surrounded by six Nascent Soul Phase experts.

The situation didn’t look good. Song He grinned, his mouth filling with more blood.

“Jin Feng, when you attacked our Song family, you should have known this day would come.” “We are the Zhen Wu Sect’s clients. Attacking us means provoking the Zhen Wu Sect.”

Jin Feng’s face was cold, her heart heavy, but she retorted defiantly, “Your Song family’s greed was too much. After decades of scheming, you planted spies among us. This life-and-death struggle was inevitable.”

She then smiled, “Now, we might as well die together. If we go down, we’re taking you with us.”

At this point, dying felt worth it. But she felt guilty for involving Mo Yu.

Jin Feng anxiously watched the confrontation.

Mo Yu remained calm and at ease, her Soul-Devouring Sword floating obediently beside her.

“Are you people from the Zhen Wu Sect?”

The leader of the black-robed men coldly replied, “Are you a member of Jin Feng Fortress?”

Mo Yu lazily rested a hand on her sword, her elegant face showing no hint of malice.

“Yes, I am. I’ll give you a chance: leave now and never bother Jin Feng Fortress again.”

The leader’s face remained expressionless. “Kill!”

Mo Yu sized them up, noting their attire was different from those she had encountered at the Opportunity Tower.

Moreover, they seemed like soulless killers, specially trained.

Using her spiritual power to scan them, she confirmed it: their consciousnesses were empty, their cultivation unstable, and their dantian energy odd, unlike normal cultivators.

“Oh, you’re trained assassins?”

They didn’t respond. The leader simply repeated, “Kill!”

Mo Yu sighed and activated the Heavenly Eye Technique.

Sure enough, dark killing intent radiated from them.

Upon the command, they drew identical dark gold knives.

Mo Yu watched with interest.

Their stance and blade-drawing speed were perfectly synchronized, like they had been made from the same mold.

Everyone below held their breath.

“What do we do? It looks like Miss Mo can’t handle them.”

“Six against one? How can she win?”

“Miss Mo is strong. She shouldn’t be underestimated…”

Jin Feng rushed forward, “These people are true disciples of the Zhen Wu Sect. Killing them will bring trouble for you.”

She hoped mentioning Mo Yu’s status as the Tuo Yue Sect leader’s disciple would make them hesitate.

“This is our fortress’s problem. Mo Yu shouldn’t be dragged into it.”

Mo Yu smiled and waved her hand lazily, “Chief Jin, you can step back. Dealing with these guys isn’t hard.”

Jin Feng hesitated, “But… this has nothing to do with you…”

Mo Yu sat on her Soul-Devouring Sword, swinging her legs nonchalantly.

“Do you think they understand your words?”

Jin Feng realized that aside from the leader, the others were like puppets, their eyes vacant, moving as if controlled.

Suddenly, one of the men swung his knife at Jin Feng.

The murderous aura made her blood run cold. She was frozen in place, unable to breathe.

Ding~

A red silk ribbon shot out from Mo Yu, blocking the knife.

The impact sounded like metal clashing.

“You people are…”

Jin Feng groaned, stumbling back. She heard Mo Yu’s calm voice behind her.

A slender hand rested on her shoulder.

The warmth dissolved the icy chill inside her.

“Die.”

Mo Yu’s words were cold and final.

The red silk ribbon returned to her.

As it withdrew, Jin Feng saw the six men writhing in pain, clutching their heads. One even fell from the rooftop, hitting the ground hard.

“Ah! It hurts! My head!”

“Ah!”

Screams filled the air.

Everyone was stunned.

What happened?

They hadn’t seen Mo Yu attack.

She merely blocked with her ribbon, and the enemies were already defeated!